When I step into the light
My heart races, my knuckles white.
Spark your fuse with one wrong move.
Brace for a fight, when we ignite.
Before I get arrested here's my alibi:
There was nothing left to try, but watch the dark night sky
to see the shape and size of your
explosions of mind.

Da da da da...

When I step into the light
My heart races, my knuckles white.
Spark your fuse with one wrong move.
Brace for a fight, when we ignite.
Before I get arrested here's my alibi:
There was nothing left alive except my drunken pride.
I conceded defeat this time…
I concede defeat this time...
I concede defeat this time
to your explosions of mind.

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Bloody Your Hands!New York, New York

Described as "a rattling frenzy of irresistible power" and "a multi-faceted canvas of all that is likable about twenty-first
century indie rock", NYC-based Bloody Your Hands combines solid pop hooks, 90's alt rock instrumentation and driving garage rock. The band draws from a wide range of influences including The Pixies, Nirvana, Archers of Loaf, Television, Wavves and Surfer Blood....more